While the Man that was my father was taken piece by piece for so long, the fading memory of the fading of the man has made the Memory of the Man much more bright. Dad stands tall again in my mind, and I miss him ever ever so much.
Friday, October 05, 2012
missing you
Tomorrow is the first anniversary of my father's death. And it's hitting me much harder than I ever thought. I think I have spent so much time over the past year caring for Mom and holding myself together, only now am I beginning to fully process and less some of this out. I didn't realize the pressure behind the floodgates.
While the Man that was my father was taken piece by piece for so long, the fading memory of the fading of the man has made the Memory of the Man much more bright. Dad stands tall again in my mind, and I miss him ever ever so much.
While the Man that was my father was taken piece by piece for so long, the fading memory of the fading of the man has made the Memory of the Man much more bright. Dad stands tall again in my mind, and I miss him ever ever so much.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment